Hey! Thanks for all those lovely comments you guys leave <3 They make me smileee! I was going to post this earlier but I got really busy, I'll probably update more often this week because I am home now.
And for the people asking if I am still going to watch QH and write stories, uh, I stopped watching it before the whole Ayaan-Zoya nikaah, the last episode I watched was when there was a call from the maternity hospital for Imran, haha. So uh, yeah. I won't be watching it because I don't watch it anymore. I felt the story really went downhill after the whole Asad-Tanveer thing, QH lost its magic for me but I love the characters too much to not write about them! So I will be writing, I won't be following the story though. :)
So here's the next oneee!
Chapter 35
Zoya's POV
I was in love with the bathroom in my
suite. You know those vintage rooms they show on TV, it was like that. With a
huge stone tub in the middle of the room and space in every direction, gold
fixtures and fancy faucets. Luckily, that was the only ancient part and the
plumbing was new. I wrapped a towel around my hair and put on my bathrobe
stepping out into the room, which I also loved.
Sadly, my boyfriend was missing in action,
he was sitting on the bed when I went to shower but wasn't there now, in his
place was a large rectangular box, wrapped in gold wrapping paper. I smiled
walking over to the bed and picked it up. I had found many presents like this
in the past few weeks, he said I deserved to be spoilt. Sigh. I don't know what
I did to deserve him but I wasn't going to complain because for some reason he
loved me.
I
ripped the wrapping paper off to find a black box. I took of the lid and
gasped. Inside was the prettiest saree I had ever seen. It was white lace with
a navy and pink border and a navy sleeve blouse which literally had no back. It
was so sexy yet so classy looking. Asad's taste was impeccable, Khushi would be
so proud.
There was a red note underneath the saree.
did I mention he always wrote me a note with the present? I picked it up and
read it, my writing looked like chicken scratch compared to his, it looked like
calligraphy. Wear this and meet me near the
back of the house in two hours. I
thought it was time for me to take you out on a real date wifey.
AHHH! OMG! Why was he so cute?
Awww, he called me wifey again. At that
moment I had the biggest urge to tell Khushi and have her help me get ready but
she had too much on her plate already. I would tell her about it later. Now to
find my blow dryer and curler in the heap of clothes in my suitcase.
X-X-X-X
Khushi's POV
"Khushi! Everything is okay, you don't need
to worry about it. Okay?" Arnav said for the tenth time as he led me up the
stairs and to the left wing, which was restricted to everyone but the four of
us.
"But I need to coordinate-"
"No, you need to relax. I am paying people
to do all the other stuff." He chided.
"But-"
"Stop. Now, go inside and take a bath.
There is a present for you on the bed, wear it and be ready by 6. Meet me at
the back of the house, I want to show you something. Okay?" He smiled pecking
my lips sweetly.
"But-"
"Please, I haven't had any time with you in
the past few weeks. Plus, you've never been on a proper date with me." He
pouted, I could never resist that pout.
"Okay." I smiled kissing his cheek. His
pout turned into a smile as he turned around and walked back down the stairs. I
walked into the room smiling. Like he said, there was a present on the bed,
wrapped in gold paper. I picked it up and carefully opened it. Inside was a
saree, the one they designed together, and was now featured on the cover of
many magazines. I wasn't sure if I'd be able to pull off the look, the blouse
was quite...small and the saree almost transparent.
I put the saree back in the box and headed
to the bathroom to take a shower, making sure to shave every last hair. I
layered her lotion with the same perfume and came out smelling like rose, a
girl must always smell good. I didn't really know what to do with my hair,
straightening it with this saree would make me look overly sexy and curling
would take too long. After some
contemplation, I decided to wave my hair the easy way and put it in a quick
braid. I then blow dry-ed the braid until it was completely dry and then ran a
straightner over the braid to take care of the frizz and straighten the end of
the braid.
Now to find a strapless bra in this
suitcase. White bra, black bra, nude bra - oh, I can take the straps off this
one, it's convertible! SUCCESS! I put in on and then put on the barely there
sequined blouse on top of it and then finally draped the saree. Now the hair, I
opened the braid and pulled my hair over one shoulder, it came out perfectly in
soft waves. Thank you for being good hair!
I decided to skip the make-up and just put
on a tinted moisturizer, eye-liner and mascara, Arnav wasn't a fan of make-up. Apparently
I didn't need any. He was too smooth for his own good. I picked up my phone and
walked out of the room and down the stairs to the back of the house.
X-X-X-X-X
Someone's POV
"But where are you taking me? Is this
blindfold necessary?" I asked for the second time, but he didn't reply. "Seriously?"
"It's a surprise. Be patient." He laughed.
"I am going to fall over in this, I am not
used to wearing sarees." I complained.
"I won't let you fall." He promised making
me sigh. "I have to pick you up now, wearing heels and walking on grass is not
a good idea." He said before I felt my feet lose contact with the ground as his
arms came underneath my legs and upper back, holding me bridal style.
"Where are you taking me? Grass? Why do I
hear water? OMG! ARE YOU GOING TO THROW ME INTO A LAKE? YOU MADE ME GET DRESSED
UP FOR THIS?"
"Don't be silly." He laughed putting me
down. "Now I am going to remove this blindfold, open your eyes slowly." He
whispered untying the blindfold. I blinked quickly twice and gasped when I
actually opened my eyes.
"It's so pretty." I whispered. In the
middle of the backyard/lawn was a stone gazebo, I think, if that is what you
called it. There were flowers and candles everywhere, and a table in the middle
of it with two chairs...couches? Chair-couches?
I felt his arms wrap around me
and his chin landed on my shoulder.
"You like it?" He asked.
"I love it. This is the sweetest thing
anyone has ever done for me." I whispered.
"Good." He said before pushing me gently
towards the table. "I would pull the chair out but I don't know how it's going
to work." He laughed.
"You sit on the edge like this and scoot!"
I laughed sitting and wiggling into the middle. Two plates were already set,
with cloches covering them along with two wine glasses and a bottle. "Planning
to get me drunk?"
"Always." He laughed from across me.
"Thank you for this." I smiled. "And the
saree."
"I should be thanking you, I don't think
I've ever seen a more beautiful woman." He said.
"You're way too smooth dude." I laughed
"Did you just call me dude?" He laughed.
"Do you want me to call you dudette?" I
asked sweetly.
"I think I like my name better. Now eat
before the food gets cold." He said lifting the cloche off his plate as I did.
"OMG! MY FAVOURITE! HOW DID YOU KNOWWW?"
"Because I love you." He answered.
"Awww, I love you too you cheesy wonderful
man."
X-X-X-X
Someone's POV
When I got to the back of the house there
wasn't a soul there, I looked around confused until I saw a note plastered to
the wall with my name on it. ( walked up to it and read it. Follow the trail of rose petals. What
rose petals? It is so dark I can't see anything. I looked around confused for a
second, all of a sudden all the lights lining the path lit up revealing a trail
of roses leading away from the house, I smiled taking off my heels and
following the trail while admiring the beauty of the Mahal and the gardens
around it, if those weren't beautiful enough there was a huge lake behind it.
When I finally reached the end of the trail
I stood rooted in my spot at the sight in front of me, my heels fell out of my
hands and to the ground. There was a wooden deck overlooking the lake but the
deck was lined with lanterns, a small tree stood in the middle with lanterns
dangling off it. And amidst all the lanterns was a wooden table, set for two.
It was so beautiful.
"Do you like it?" A whisper came from
behind me as those familiar arms wrapped around my waist.
"This is the prettiest thing I have ever
seen." I whispered.
"Lies." He whispered. "You are the
prettiest thing you've ever seen."
"You are so cheesy sometimes." I laughed
tearing up. He was so sweet sometimes that I wondered what I ever did to
deserve him.
"Hey, why are you crying?" He asked turning
me around in his arms allowing me to take a good look at him, he was in a grey
suit and white shirt, the top three buttons undone.
"No one has ever done anything like this
for me." I explained.
"Well get used to it, there is a lot more
where this came from." He laughed before taking my hand and leading me to the
chair and pulling it out.
"Thank you." I said as he went around to
his side and took a seat. "Ah! Chinese Food!"
"I wish I could say that I made this for
you...but I didn't."
"I am glad or we'd be at the hospital
rather than here."
"Hey. That's quite mean."
"It's okay, you make up for being a
disaster in the kitchen with a host of other things." I said digging into my
plate.
X-X-X-X-X
Meanwhile...
"Aman!" Anjali yelled from across the foyer
causing her husband to whip his head around. He laughed as Riya and Aarav ran
over to him screaming "papa". He crouched down and swung them both into a hug.
"Well hello there my little munchkins. Did
ya miss me?" He asked.
"Yes." Riya nodded holding her arms apart.
"This much papa." She giggled.
"Papa, it's you not ya." Aarav said
seriously causing Aman to laugh.
"I guess you are right little man." Aman
laughed ruffling his hair.
"Khuwi and Mammu?" Riya asked looking
around.
"They aren't here princess."
"Awad Mammu and Oya?" She asked.
"Not here either."
"Uh oh. Papa! Awe they in twouble? They no
tell you whewe they go-ed?"
"Yes they are! They should have told me
where they went." He smiled.
"Who is in trouble now?" Anjali laughed.
"You." Aman smiled pecking her lips causing
Aarav to make a gagging gesture.
"Who taught that to you?" Aman asked.
"NK Chachu." Aarav smiled as NK walked in
with Ayaan and Najma, Nikhat trailed behind them with an unfamiliar man by her
side, all five of them looking around amazed.
"Saare paagal ek jaaga ekathe hogai." Aman
murmured causing Anjali to slap his arm. "Yeh kaun hai?" He asked.
"Rehan Mamu!" Aarav and Riya said.
"Tumhara ek aur bhai bhi hai?" Aman asked
Anjali.
"No papa! He Oya and Khuwi bewt friend."
Riya explained like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"He met us on the way here, his car broke
down and he was standing at the side of the road. All of them seemed to
recognize him so we stopped. Turns out he is Zoya and Khushi's best friend from
New York."
"And he is glued to Nikhat?" Aman asked
looking at the two of them.
"It's so cute." Anjali giggled.
"Chalo, ek saath hi paanch shaadiya
kardenge."
"Five?" Anjali asked confused.
"Haan, Asad aur Zoya, Arnav aur Khushi,
Ayaan aur Humeira, NK aur Najma and now Rehan aur Nikhat. Paise bach jayenge."
He laughed.
"S-H-U-T U-P." Anjali spelled.
"MOM! You said the S word! I can spell you
know." Aarav said.
"What word?" Riya asked confused.
"Nothing princess. And yes she did say it,
didn't she? How should we punish her?" Aman asked Aarav.
"NO TV!" Aarav exclaimed.
"Okay! Mrs Anjali Mathur, no TV for you."
Aman laughed as Riya and Aarav nodded.
X-X-X-X
Very interesting things were happening on
the two other sides of Sheesh Mahal, yet these two interesting things were very
similar. The first of our two nervous souls cleared his throat.
"I have a present for you." He said to her.
"Another one?"
He nodded handing her glass bottle with a
cork, there was a red rose on the inside with a note.
"What is it?" She asked.
"Open it." He encouraged, his palms sweaty
and his heart racing. She made a questioning face before slowly opening the
bottle. Each second seemed like a year to him as she slowly opened the bottle.
He took a deep breath when she rolled the note out and unrolled it.
Since
you are reading this I think I finally got enough courage to give this to you.
I've been planning on finding a perfect way to do this for weeks but nothing
seems good enough. I was going to say all of this out loud but I know that I'd
forget everything as soon as I looked into your eyes.
I
want to thank you for crashing into my life, I know it was just a few months
ago but it seems like its been years since I first saw you. In a way it has
been. I never thought I would find someone like you, someone who is perfect for
me, someone I could love this much. It's crazy how I fall more in love with you
every day, with your cute little habits, like the way you scrunch your nose
when you are confused, they way you hum while cleaning, the look on your face
when you can't figure something out and the smile that follows when you do. The
way you laugh at the smallest things and pout, the way you coo when you wake up
and stretch in the morning, the way you squint your eyes, put your hand over
your eyes and look through your fingers as if it'll actually block out the
light. I am rambling now, the point is that I love you, a lot, every little
thing about you and sometimes I can't even explain how much.
When
I think about the future I see you in it, right by my side for 100 years. I
think of waking up beside you every morning, watching you dance around the
kitchen laughing, curling up on the couch with you and hearing your take on
everything. I am rambling again aren't I? I love you and I want to spend the
rest of my life with you. Every single minute.
She failed to notice the tears streaming
down her face as she looked up from the letter, he was kneeling in front of her
now, a ring in his hand.
X-X-X-X
The second of our two nervous souls was
even more...nervous.
"Fortune cookies!" She squealed as he
uncovered their plate. "Why are there so many?" She laughed.
"You can to open all of them. This one
first." He said handing it to her.
"Okay." She laughed break it open and
taking out her fortune.
I
love your smile.
"What? This isn't a fortune." She said, he
just shrugged and handed her the next one.
I
love your eyes.
"But A-" She started to say but he just handed
her the next one.
I
love the sound of your voice, the way you laugh and the way you make the
weirdest animal sounds.
She laughed before opening the next one.
I
love your heart. You are the kindest person I've ever met, you put yourself out
there for everyone and never ask for anything in return.
She smiled opening the next one.
I
love your mind. You are so intelligent and thoughtful that it puts me in awe, I
love how you aren't afraid to share and stand by your opinion.
I
love your hair, it so soft and it smells so good that I just want to bury my
face in it.
I
love the way you unconsciously play with my hair when I lay down or how you
always have your hand on my arm when we sit.
I
love you. So so much that sometimes it surprises me.
She was tearing up now, smiling as he
handed her the last one. She broke this one open and out came a diamond ring
with another note.
Marry
me?
X-X-X-X-X
Can you guess which proposal belonged to which couple? HAHAHA. I felt like being mysterious today ;)
XOXO,
Anjali
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